4 is the WORST age/ stage I have ever had to deal with. They really , really should warn you about this ahead of time.
He was a sweet mellow baby. he was a cheerful, snmart toddler. he was a funny little 3 year old. Then, he turned 4, and it all went to heck. I have felt at various times that someone switched my kid. Like, yeah, that LOOKS like my kid, that SOUNDS like my kid, hey, it even SMELLS like my kid, but he sure as heck does not act like mine. My son is sweet and thoughtful and articualte. He doesn't throw himself onto the floor and scream at me. He never spits in his siters face in the bathtub repeatedly for the fun of hearing her cry. He knows better than to open the doors of the car or hit the dogs..he is compassionate and sthoughtful and placid.
Har dee har har.
My son screams at me. he screams at his siter. He gets angry, cries, yells, you name it, at the drp of a hat.
Tears? We can have ters at elast once a day, if we are lucky ONLY once a day. The drama in my home over things like : wanting to be the one to feed the fish, wanting to be the one to open the door to go outside to play, not liking your socks, not liking breakfast,lunch or dinner, not getting to watch the water drain out of the tub, me going down the steps before him, his siter getting something that he did not want UNTIL she had it . Argueing things over with me, and his dad, until i want to go and get teh child a breifcase, a yellow olegal pad, a nice shapr pencil, and sign for a desk that says " Paul $ Attorney at law, and hire him out to local pre-schoolers to handle their unfair treatment cases against their folks as well. Having to pick him up and drag him, literally kicking and screaming , out of peoples homes or stores, after he has had a major falling apart moment. Being shocked at how this child, with whom I have been so gentle and placid and patient, cn look at meout of the corner of his eye right before he punches the dog, or knocks his sister over or spits in her face or snatches her toy.
I babysat a defiant little boy one day for roughly 3 hours, and he taught my son some new tricks, like talking back and saying things like" So?" and rolling his eyes and stomping off when placed in time out because he doesn't want to sit/stand/stay where I have placed him in tie out. Being fought over every move of my life and day.
Then onto the 'fun' new habits such as booger OR scab picking. Uck. Picking boogers and eating them. Sneaking off to eat them behind furniture even though we ALL know what he doing.
Oh..4 has been an incredible challenge, and I have been told 5 is better. God above, I sure hope so. Right now he is sleepingand peacefuil and beautiful ..but in about 8 hours he is going to wake up and we shall be on to soething new , I am sure.